Yay! My second fan-fic! I, of course, am not done with the other one, but this idea poped into my head and I couldn't help it. I don't have any idea's for pairings in this story yet. Sorry that I havn't updated my other story, but my internets still down. The chapters are a lot longer in this fan-fic.

Chapter One

All I can remember from the day I was born is screaming. The sounds of guns and bombs rang through-out the whole town. When I was 5, my life was changed forever.

"Kiri-chan!" I heard my mother call. I turn around.

"Yes mom?"

"I need you to run to the market and fetch me two stalks of celery for dinner." She said handing me $5. "This should be enough."

"Okay, I'll be right back!" I called running out the door. I could feel my blond hair wiping my face. The market was just around the corner, a short walk even for my legs.

"Hm?" I said turning around. I had seen something out the corner of my eye. A hand shot out from behind me, covering my mouth.

"MMGH!" I tried to scream, but it was useless. My captor lifted me off the ground and trough me into the back of a van. I opened my eyes, but it was pitch black. I tugged at the hand still covering my mouth, and then bit down as hard as I could.

"Yeow! Why you!" my captor cried. I leapt up and attempted to run, almost knocking down the kidnapper. I felt something cold and hard hit the back of my neck, and I was instantly knocked out.

I woke up, fluttering my large, almond eyes open. It was morning; I had been here all night. My mom must be worried sick. I glanced around the room until I caught sight of my captor sleeping in a bed on the opposite side of the room. I tried to talk, but realized that my mouth had been duck taped.

My captor began to squirm, eventually opening his eyes.

"Good morning little girl."

"…"

"So, what's your name?" He said taking of the tape. It hurt like hell, but at least I could talk.

"What do you want from me?"

The man looked at me, confused. "You're an orphan, right?" I shook my head. "Aww, that's not good! To late though, we're already on the train."

"Train? It's not moving." I said.

"Well, I don't know what's going on but…" I looked up at him, confused and worried. "Why don't you live with me? I could teach you a lot." And that's how it began.

Now I'm 12, all of that is behind me. My captor, Juan, secretly adopted me and trained me in the ancient art: Sorcery. Well, not really, but the things he does seem like magic to me. He says he will tell me the name of our art when I turn 16. I can hardly wait for that day.

"Kiri-kun." Juan called into my room. He knew I preferred to be known as a boy, so he often added –kun to my name instead of –chan. I turned and looked at him. "You're science major is here."

"I'll be there in a minute." I said smiling. He nodded and walked out the door. Science seemed to be his favorite subject, he stressed that I learned everything I could.

I pulled on a shirt over the white tank-top I always wore and I walked out to the hall. I glanced around for the room my teacher and Juan were in, and walked towards the sound of their voices.

I walk in the room and cough to announce my presence. Juan and my science instructor looked up at me.

"Kiri-kun, remember how I told you that I would tell you of the name of our ancient art when you turned 16?"

I nodded and he continued, "I think we should tell you now, times have changed."

I was so happy that I not only almost missed the next part, but couldn't recognize the sense of alarm in his voice. He continued on, "It's Alchemy, you are an Alchemist. Go to Central--!"

Juan was cut off be my teacher pinning him to the floor. "Well, well. Looks like we have a resister."

With a spark of light, my instructor transformed himself into a green haired, mini skirt wearing freak. I was so shocked my knees buckled and I fell to the ground.

"KIRI! RUN!" shouted Juan.

"Shut up! Or I'll make you." Said the freak, holding a knife. He glanced over at me, "Unless you're talented enough to make the stone, you're of no use to me. I'll get to you ass soon as I'm done with him."

"KIRI--!" Juan screamed, but was cut off by the freak plunging the knife through his heart.

"J-Juan. Who the hell are you! What makes you think you can do this!" I screamed at the freak.

"Hm, since I'm gonna kill you anyways, no harm in telling you. The names Envy. What makes me think me think I can do this? Cause it's what master told me to, need I have another reason?" He said, smirking.

He stood up and walked over to me, holding the knife high above my chest. "Good night, Kiri-kun!" Envy sang.

To be continued

Ha! How's that for a first chapter? I personally like this fan-fic much more than the other one. I'm getting really into it! Please review, of course; this one's so fun to write, I'll just update anyways!